A journal for my children of my life with them

This blog tells the story of my children while they are young.
I am constantly told, like by the stranger when my little one had an accident today in the library, that these moments go by so fast
(although I wished I could have skipped that one).
I can feel them slipping through my hands, all these little beautiful moments.
Moments when I get to be a child again because of their wonder.
Moments when their need for me challenges me (sometimes at the library) to be a better and bigger person.
Moments when I am faced with their pain and must rely on God for their needs.
Moments when I hurt because they are just so beautiful to look at, and even more often so beautiful on the inside.

I don't know if they will want to read these chronicles when they grow up, but I hope so. I hope this journal helps them to remember a childhood they loved, and family who love them

Monday, March 21, 2011

Vacation day #6 Art festival Sunday

Ted and I were about to leave and Dorathea said tearfully, "Are you going to the Art Festival?", Yes sweetie", I said, "But I'mmm an artist toooo!".  It was hard to leave her but we had a lovely date lunch and enjoyed all the art stores.  But, there were so many children's activities at the festival I decided she and I should go back for a girls afternoon out at the Art festival just Mommy and Dorathea.
She painted a pink unicorn
Danced to the music.
Sculpted some clay trees while Mommy made a couple pots at the wheel.
and flew her paper airplane

A few more creations;
Shell and button frame
 Cast iron tiles;
  She carved a portrait of me, and I carved one of her.
Neat process; they poured the molten iron into the mold we drew on

Just us girls and we love to make pretty stuff.

I love my little girl.

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